Hunters Of The Dark

Hunters of the Dark1

CHAPTER ONE2

Dean pouted as he gripped the arms of his seat with white-knuckled fingers.3

“Why did I agree to this again?” he growled as the plane started to bank to the left. Sam grinned as he shut the laptop in front of him.4

“Because, there is a hunter with information who refused to talk on the phone. And you refused to let me go on my own.” said Sam with a huge smug smirk on his face. Just then the plane shook with turbulence and Dean gripped the arms harder (if that was possible)5

“But did it have to be London?” he said through gritted teeth. Still muttering under his breath he put his earphones in and closed his eyes drowning out everything but the sound of Metallica.6

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Wide grey eyes watched the scene in the mirror for a few seconds before a pale fist came up and smashed it. The sound of shattering echoed throughout the house.8

“Jacob Bartholomew, how many times do I have to tell you to stop breaking the mirror.” yelled a voice and a girl came into the bathroom carrying another mirror. Hanging it up, she turned to see Jake’s furious glare.9

“Cleopatra Roze, tell me you didn’t.” he said, his voice soft and deadly. Cleo blinked for a few seconds.10

Didn’t do what? If this is about the beer that was Krystal.” She said, her hands held up in surrender. Jake growled as snow white hair fell in his eyes.11

“No not the beer. The hunters! Tell me you didn’t bring them to England!” he said, his voice verging to a yell. Cleo’s face relaxed before she screwed it up.12

“Oh, yeah. I forgot about that. Opps.” She said nervously as the scowl on his face deepened.13

“Last time you called someone from America without asking me or Jared, you unleashed hell upon us all.” He growled and just then the front door slammed open.14

“I’m home!” yelled a voice and Jake rubbed his temples wearily.15

“Speak of the devil…” he muttered as Cleo rushed out of the bathroom. Glass crunched underfoot as he walked slowly out of the bathroom, preparing himself for the headache that was sure to come. However as soon as he exited, a pair of warm arms encircled his waist.16

“Where do you think you’re going?” said a voice close to his ear. Jake sighed as he placed his hands on those wrapped around his waist.17

“I’m off to kill my sister and remove Krystal’s voice box again. It keeps growing back.” He said, leaning against the body behind him.18

“No you’re not. You’re coming with me.” Said the person as he grabbed one of Jake’s hands and started to drag him down the hall.19

“No Jared! The terrible duo is still here.” said Jake in a half-hearted protest as he let himself be dragged. Jared turned to grin at him, his red hair falling into his vivid green eyes.20

“No they aren’t. They went back out. Something about an airport? The point is, we’re alone for several hours. Let’s make the most of it.” Said Jared as he began to walk backwards, a suggestive grin on his face. Jake flushed a faint pink as he allowed himself to be lead forward. The bedroom door shut with a soft click behind him.21

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“Oh land! Wonderful land!” cried Dean as he ran off the plane and onto the asphalt, which he promptly embraced. Sam came off the plane a few moments later carrying a few bags, shaking his head when he saw his older brother hugging the ground.23

“You know, I don’t know you.” He said as he waited for Dean to stand up again and dust himself off.24

“I am never leaving the ground again.” said Dean as Sam handed him his bag. Then Sam had to bring up a flaw in his brilliant idea.25

“Then how are you gonna get home?” he said, a grin on his face as they headed towards the doors leading into the airport.26

“I’ll swim!” replied Dean decisively as they entered the huge building. Warm air hit their faces as they passed through the gate and into the terminal. Sam scanned the crowd.27

“So who exactly are we waiting for?” Dean muttered to Sam as he continued to scan the crowd. He didn’t recognize anyone…28

“Oh my god! Sam, over here!” yelled a voice and Sam groaned. Oh gods no, please not her…29

“Hey Sam, why is there a chick yelling your name? And why is she coming this way?” Dean asked Sam, who looked like he was trying to hide his face. The owner of the voice blinked in confusion as she reached them.30

“Sam, why are you trying to hide?” You’re not doing a very good job.” She said as she pulled his hand away from his face. Sam looked nervous as he smiled at her.31

“Hey Krystal. Long time no see.” said Sam, lifting his eyes so they met dark blue. Krystal grinned before suddenly tackle hugging him, almost knocking him to the ground. Dean stared at them with an open mouth and wide eyes when some knocked into his shoulder.32

“Hey Krystal, can you stop hugging the poor guy so we can find them? They should have landed by now.” said the newcomer. Dean turned to face the owner of the voice and instead of saying some smooth pick up line that he usually used, he stared. The woman standing in front of him was pale, paler then he thought possible with long snow white hair that reached her waist and darkly tinted glasses over eyes. She was dressed head to toe in black and she wore fingerless gloves on both hands.33

“Finished staring short stuff?” said the woman, raising a pale eyebrow. Dean realised he had his mouth hanging open like and idiot and closed it quickly.34

“Sorry, but you are so beautiful, I couldn’t help but stare.” He said, trying to gain some cockiness back.35

“Oh my god, I haven’t heard that one in almost a week.” said the woman rolling her eyes as she walked over to Krystal and tugged lightly on a strand of dark blue hair to get her attention.36

“Come on Krystal. We have to go now.” She said impatiently and Krystal unburied her face from Sam’s neck to look at her with big blue eyes.37

“But Cleo, we have found them. This is Sam Winchester, the one I told you about.” said Krystal, a huge grin on her face. Cleo looked critically at them over the top of her glasses with pupiless grey eyes.38

“You’re the Winchester’s? What on earth happened to… Oh yeah, now I remember. Well, don’t stand there all day, are you coming or not?” said Cleo, suddenly very business like. Krystal let go of Sam and darted after Cleo. The brother not knowing what else to do followed after them, whispering to each other as they walked.39

“How do you know that Krystal girl Sam?” asked Dean as he eyed both the women carefully. They seemed to be arguing over beer.40

“She was in one of my classes at university but she left a few years back. I have no idea how she ended up here of all places.” Sam whispered back. Just then Cleo turned to face them, her grey eyes curious.41

“Are you guys going to hurry up? The bottle shop is only open until 5.” said Cleo, tapping her foot impatiently. Krystal was behind her, mesmerised by something in her hands. Sam started watching her with curious eyes as she threw up her hands and blue sparks flew into the air, showering all of them. Cleo glared at her as she brushed sparks out of her hair.42

“So… I’m guessing you’re the hunters that we are meant to meet.” said Dean eventually and Cleo threw her hands up into the air, an irritated look on her face.43

“Oh we have a real genius here! Krystal I thought you said the Winchester brothers were one of the best.” said Cleo, turning to glare at Krystal, who held up her hands.44

“Hey, you’re the one who contacted us.” said Dean, his temper rising as he took half a step forward before restraining himself. She was a girl after all.45

“Guys, calm down. Cleo, sorry about Dean, he’s still testy from the flight. Dean, cool it.” said Sam firmly, placing himself between them. Krystal nodded and then tapped Cleo lightly on the shoulder.46

“Um Cleo, shouldn’t you call Jake to warn him? I mean we are taking them home right?” she said quietly and Cleo suddenly seemed very nervous.47

“Oh crap. He is going to tear my head off this time. Well come on you two, we have to go now if we want to be back before dark.” said Cleo before turning on her heel and walking away. Slightly stunned by the 180 mood-swing, the brothers followed both of the girls out of the noisy airport and into the quiet underground parking garage. As soon as they got off the elevator Cleo pulled out a set of keys and headed towards a sleek black sports car.48

“Nice ride.” said Dean appreciatively as Cleo climbed in. she looked out the window with a smile as the glass quickly sunk into the door.49

“Get in or walk.”50

Two and a half hours later and with several cases of beer in the trunk, Cleo pulled into the driveway of a small beaten up house in the middle of a huge block of land. Krystal rushed out of the car and towards the house before anyone could stop her.51

“That bitch, she always does this.” muttered Cleo as she popped the boot and grabbed two of the cases of beer. She glared at the brothers as they climbed out as well, holding their few bags.52

“Don’t just stand there. Help me out.” She said as she dumped a case on both of them. Just then Krystal came back out with a trolley and a red haired male, who eyed them curiously.53

“Cleo, don’t be so rude. They are your guests after all.” said the male. He took the cases easily and set them on the trolley before turning back to the brothers.54

“I’m Jared. Sorry about Cleo, she’s a bit…uptight at the moment.” said Jared pleasantly, grinning slightly, his vivid green eyes still curious.55

“I’m Dean and this is Sam. Are you going to tell us exactly why we are here? Because we didn’t get much out of Cleo. Not that she could hear us over the music.” Just as Dean said that, Iron Maiden blasted out of the house. The windows shook slightly as Cleo placed the carton on the trolley. Krystal hovered around Jared uneasily as Cleo slammed the boot closed.56

“Cleo, can I ask you something? Why did you bring them all the way from America if you aren’t going to tell them why they are here?” asked Jared, raising his voice slightly to be heard over the pounding music.57

“Well, I was going to do it here. I don’t-“58

Cleo never got to finish what she was saying because something sharp was thrown at her from one of the open windows. She dodged it and it sunk hilt deep into the ground. Krystal pulled it out to reveal a long silver dagger covered in strange markings.59

“Where the hell did that come from?” exclaimed Sam as he reached for the knife he usually carried. It was after he felt only empty space before he remembered all the weapons were in the Impala, which wasn’t due to arrive for a couple of days. Jared however, shook his head slightly as he took the dagger off Krystal, who pouted dejectedly.60

“Jake’s awake.” Was all he said as he twirled the dagger expertly between his fingers. Just then there was a smashing sound from the house and glass exploded from the closest window.61

“CLEOPATRA ROZE AND KRYSTAL MAREE MICHAELS, GET YOUR ASSES IN HERE AND EXPLAIN WHY THERE ARE HUNTERS IN OUR FRONT YARD!” yelled a voice from inside the house and Cleo winced slightly as she brushed non-existent dirt from her clothes.62

“Cleopatra Roze? You are so in for it.” said Krystal bouncing slightly on the spot, her dark hair glittering with the leftover sparks. Cleo glared at her evilly.63

“Shut up. You’re in as much trouble as I am.” Cleo snapped. They continued to squabble as they both headed towards the front door, Krystal still dragging the trolley behind her one handed. Dean and Sam watched after them mutely as the door slammed behind them and muffled yelling began.64

“Umm, is that normal?” said Sam after a short silence and two pairs of green eyes turned to stare at the redhead, who was still twirling the dagger. He sighed heavily as he stilled the twirling blade.65

“Yes unfortunately. Jake has a killer temper. Although it didn’t help that Cleo didn’t tell him you guys were coming.” He said, sighing as he ran his free hand trough his hair.66

“Come on, I’ll take you in the back door. It’s best you stay out of Jake’s way for now.” He said and turning on his heel. The muffled yelling continued as the brothers followed silently, both of them too exhausted to talk. They caught up with Jared as he stood examining what appeared to be a blank wall at the back of the house. He tapped the wall lightly with a knuckle, frowning slightly.67

“Where on earth did she-there it is!” said Jared triumphantly as he grasped something, neither of the brothers could see and twisted. There was a soft clicking sound and a portion of the wall swung inwards, turning into a door. Jared whistled quietly to himself as he stepped through the hole and turned to grin at the wide-eyed brothers.68

“Are you guys coming? I gotta get you guys inside before Jake notices.” said Jared cheerily and after a few moments of silence before they followed, Dean muttering something about everything being a dream and Sam just staring straight in front of him as if he was sleep-walking. They stood there in a huge kitchen that looked like it was bigger than the actual house. Jared frowned as Sam continued to stand there as if he was frozen. Dean tugged on Sam’s sleave frowning slightly.69

“Sam? What’s wrong?” he said, concern and exhaustion etched into every line on his face. Sam didn’t respond, his green eyes still blank. Jared looked curious as he examined Sam’s face.70

“That’s odd. That only usually happens to demons. Has he been tainted by Azazel?” asked Jared curiously. Dean narrowed his eyes slightly as he gripped tightly on his brother’s arm, wishing he had at least a knife on him.71

“How do you know that name?” he asked through gritted teeth and Jared met his glare with faint surprise.72

“What? You didn’t know? All Downworlders know that name and what he’s been doing. Despicable really. Never did like him.” said Jared conversationally as he snapped his fingers in front of Sam’s face. Sam blinked rapidly as Dean sighed in relief.73

“I feel strange.” was the first thing he said before he staggered forward slightly. He felt so light-headed for some reason…Dean supported him as he staggered again and almost fell. Jared grinned as he supported Sam on his other side.74

“Come one, I’ll take you up to you room. You can rest there.” He said cheerfully and Dean glared slightly at him. Something just wasn’t quite right about Jared.75

As they left the room, a single white feather fell from underneath Jared’s shirt.76